All In A Day's Work



Was at the US Embassy today...ok, yesterday, to be more precise. It was a certificate of appreciation presentation ceremony for those groups that performed for the Daniel Pearl World Music Days that the embassy supported. I was representing our Fusion Percussion

Anyway, the journey there was ok. Decided not to drive but just cab there since there's no parking on site, only a few alternatives around the area. Mistake. It was nearly impossible to get a cab back to TP after the event which ended slightly after 5pm. The rain didn't help.

THANK GOD I managed to hijack a cab dropping a passenger at the other entrance of Gleneagles Hospital. The taxi queue stood over 20 people (not kidding) and the cabs coming in were rather scarce. God, I hope I won't ever have to be in this situation again... Suddenly, a new found appreciation for dear old Matrix.

After that I met up with Francis, a Band alumni for dinner. Wanted to go to David's stall, but...it was closed for washing. Bummer... My brother lah, sms him earlier never reply. Went T3 instead and ate at Crystal Jade. Walau, less variety and more expensive than TM's. Expected lah, but... After dinner we went Coffee Club and la kopi for a while before heading homeward.




My free gift (magnet reindeer inside) from using Visa, spending above $50

It's always nice to catch up with those I've worked closely with before. I seem to remember more students from my earlier years as an SDO. I hope to be able to maintain those relationships, but I'm realistic enough to know that not all such wishes are mutual...just because. We all have that same 24 hours a day. Gotta know my limitation and learn to pace myself without feeling guilty about it.

Times are different now...bosses, too. Job scope has expanded (still expanding), expectation gets relentlessly higher by the season. And especially at this time of the year where we're asked to invite our alumni to come for the Alumni Night on Friday, 11 Dec, 7.30pm at TP Auditoria Foyer, it makes me miss them and the good old days even more.

Oh ya, my godbrother MM is starting school next week. Poor thing, gotta work and study... I tend to just call him when I miss him. Next week can only miss him twice, he says...haha. Better just sms first before calling...in case he's sleeping. Seriously, it's not easy to study and work, so I'm really proud of him that he has that determination.

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